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Saturday, April 12, 2014

K is for Knockout

For this drabble, I drew upon my own terrifying memories of dodgeball. Man oh man, that game never ended well for me. Neither did red rover.

Though funnily enough, the worst P.E. injury I ever sustained was while we were playing frisbee. I had braces at the time, and getting hit in the cheek meant I had to spend the next several minutes prying the inside of my cheek off of the sharp metal. There was plenty of blood and frustration to be had that day, let me tell you!

Anyway, on to the story!

Knockout

Sweat dripped into my eyes, but I couldn’t sweep it
away. If I took my eyes off the ball, it
would’ve all been over.

Then disaster stuck.
Or kind fortune. I can’t decide
which.

I detected movement from the corner of my eye. On the sidelines, Phoebe Wexler had bent over
to tie her shoe, affording me a perfect view down her shirt. I froze, distracted by the heavenly sight.

SMACK!

When I opened my eyes, Phoebe hovered over me. “You were knocked out. Are you going to be okay?”

Ouch, that injury with your braces sounds horrific! I once ran into a wall with my head thanks to playing indoor rounders and missing the turn. I don't remember any of the rest of that day.SophieSophie's Thoughts & Fumbles - A to Z GhostsFantasy Boys XXX - A to Z Drabblerotic

Perfectly catches the horror of P.E. class. I myself had a knack for being magnetic to balls of all sorts. I got hit in the head with volley balls, basketballs, badminton birdies, softballs, tennis balls... you get the idea.